"Ugh."
A groan escaped from my mouth as I thought about asking Octavious for help.
'Out of all individuals, it had to be him?'
Just my luck.
Glancing Douglas's way, I sighed before asking.
"…How sure are you that he can help?"
"I'm fairly confident."
Caressing his beard, Douglas's slowly said.
"He also seems to have had a problem with his soul, so if there is anyone you should ask, it should be him."
"Ugh."
Letting out another groan, I leaned back on the chair and sighed.
'It doesn't look like I have another option.'
Things had just turned a lot more problematic…
To be honest, I didn't really want to see him. However, because this was one of my top priorities at the moment, I really didn't have much choice.
Somehow, and someway, I had to meet him.
'This is the only way I can finally regain my memories before reincarnation, and dispel my other self's influence.'
